Aestheticism and the Ancient Sentences Describing Cold Beauty in White

The white skirt is floating in the wind, and it swings up and down. The ethereal eyes are silent, the cold outline reveals a dust, and the corners of the mouth seem to be smiling, smiling at all beings.

Dressed as snow, black as ink, slim, smooth and gorgeous. The slightly upturned face is delicate and transparent, and the calm and gentle black eyes have no wave overflow, but they are as unpredictable as the deep sea.

Dressed in white, handsome. Starry eyes reflect the coldness comparable to the tip of an iceberg, and there is a kind of indifference that keeps people away. Ink flows down like a cloud, scattered around the waist, elegant and dusty, like a fallen fairy above the Nine Heaven Palace.